So, Lizz Straight, just in case anyone has wondered why I haven't been blogging, I'm here to blog that I'm too effing tired to blog! Well, tired probably isn't the right word: Lazy, unmotivated and distracted are probably more in-line with the exact translation of my feelings. But I'm going to assume you're not ethnocentric enough to believe that you could ever adequately translate my state of mind into words. Because that would seriously offend my people.
Back to my blogless life.
Fatigue was my go-to excuse and it's no lie. I am tired. I'm a full-time mom, with a full-time job on top of that AND I'm trying to orchestrate a move to a city I never have time to drive to before I start a new full-time job at the end of this month. So yes, after waking up way to early, getting my kid ready for school, checking the gossip sites, leisurely laying around the house while reading or watching TV, cooking and working an 8-hour day, I'm too friggin tired to blog.
And I won't even go in to all my personal problems (that's a lie, see below).
Last week I treated myself to an Al anon meeting, only to find out that it's not a support group where you get to bitch and moan about your addict loved-one, but a 12-step program where you are encouraged to do more friggin work than you already do.
WTF! I mean, why should I make ammends! I'm not the addict! Why are there any steps in my program other than crying and complaining?!?
UGGGHHH.
So as you can see, I have been WAY to busy to blog with any sincerity, as clearly, I am emotionally spent from my busy schedule and my 12 steps.
Maybe next month I'll be more diligent.
Maybe not.
Back to my blogless life.
Fatigue was my go-to excuse and it's no lie. I am tired. I'm a full-time mom, with a full-time job on top of that AND I'm trying to orchestrate a move to a city I never have time to drive to before I start a new full-time job at the end of this month. So yes, after waking up way to early, getting my kid ready for school, checking the gossip sites, leisurely laying around the house while reading or watching TV, cooking and working an 8-hour day, I'm too friggin tired to blog.
And I won't even go in to all my personal problems (that's a lie, see below).
Last week I treated myself to an Al anon meeting, only to find out that it's not a support group where you get to bitch and moan about your addict loved-one, but a 12-step program where you are encouraged to do more friggin work than you already do.
WTF! I mean, why should I make ammends! I'm not the addict! Why are there any steps in my program other than crying and complaining?!?
UGGGHHH.
So as you can see, I have been WAY to busy to blog with any sincerity, as clearly, I am emotionally spent from my busy schedule and my 12 steps.
Maybe next month I'll be more diligent.
Maybe not.
